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lil slim c - vegence lyrics

[chorous]
you feel the pain, feel the paint cuz b-tch i’m k!lling, b-tch i’m k!lling you
go cry to yo’ mothaf-cking mommy b-tch x4

[verse 1]

b-tch who the f-ck you beefing with? (with)
put a n-gga in a cage full off rigamortis (rigamortis)
i’m the og who’l put you to sleep (to sleep)
b-tch, how can i have an asian dad while i’m european (european)
b-tch i got range rover (rover)
you can’t even afford a picanto (picanto)
found yo’ dead momma in a alley (alley)
she was caring an eminem cd (cd)
could tell she’s the same sh-tting with her mothaf-ckin’ hands (hands)
go back to yo’ mothaf-cking place (trash)
i’mma deliver this to thizle (another unadible r-t-rd)
b-tch you got windows 6 (six)
imma put a 9 so you can hate (hate)
b-tch you’re mothaf-cking late
i’mma chop yo’ head off (head off)

[chorous]
you feel the pain, feel the paint cuz b-tch i’m k!lling, b-tch i’m k!lling you
go cry to yo’ mothaf-cking mommy b-tch x4

[verse 2]
aye, made a 11 n-gga 9, five, fries
you’re the lord of idiots like costanza (stanza’)
imma let my nuts hang (yea)
stomp a n-gga drive, rive, let that n-gga retire
i ain’t purrp, neither pump, essket-t
b-tch n-gga sayin’ i’m wack, (i’m wack)
leak a n-gga rape case (ooh)
i’mma f-cking curbstomp you (stomp you)
if you touch my x3 (x3)
you better respect me when i’m in with my 3.8 (38)
i’mma end yo, mothaf-ckin’ career (reer)
take yo b-tch to give me head inside a maybach
i’d call her a mothaf-cking thot (yea)
sh-t’s nasty

[chorous]
you feel the pain, feel the paint cuz b-tch i’m k!lling, b-tch i’m k!lling you
go cry to yo’ mothaf-cking mommy b-tch x4
(ayeeeee yoooo)

[verse 3]
this is the last flow switch i’mma expose you in a few head-flips
your rhymes are auto-generated by google, translate
n-ggas asking me “are you the devil?”
i say, nah i’m too evil so he hates me (hates me)
throw yo’ to grammar school, ain’t something worser
say mmlp is good
i’mma f-ck you, up
and i’l chainsaw, yo limbs
throw them in a, lake
i’mma claim thizle, for
and i’mma nuke yo, once more!
and i’m hearin’ rumors you’re the n-gga causin’ mac miller’s death b-tch
.44’s clappin’, they’re ready for the police
we da s.c.u.m b-tch, you got sh-t on me, i’ve actually, written this, so you can die!!!

[chorous]
you feel the pain, feel the paint cuz b-tch i’m k!lling, b-tch i’m k!lling you
go cry to yo’ mothaf-cking mommy b-tch x4

- lil slim c lyrics

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